Changning was extremely rational, and after refusing Mu Qingyan's request for marriage, he forced himself to throw away his distracting thoughts and go to the wooden house to supervise the construction of Mowu.

She knows very well that whether it is the turbulent Turks or the rivalry with the Liu family, Mowu will become her biggest hole card and the foundation for defending Liaodong.

But she didn't know that Mu Qingyan didn't give up, not only did the red lanterns hanging in the mansion not be removed, but they were all pasted with big red happy words, even a fool knew that the Liaodong County Mansion was going to do a happy event.

And so it went on all day.

Changning wanted to bury her head in the wooden house, but when the second batch of components was distributed, she had free time, and she couldn't help but go to the library in a distraught mood.

In fact, these days, the wooden house and the library are the places where Changning studied, Mu Qingyan can't see it, and many of the ancient books of the Mu family can only be checked by Changning if they can't be touched by outsiders.

It's just that now the two are parting in life and death, which is inevitably heartbreaking.

Mu Qingyan was not in the library, and Changning took out the jade bottle alone, trying to crack the secret.

What mystery can a bottle of rice hide?

Changning has already found someone to take a closer look, this is ordinary rice, there is nothing abnormal.

She tore off a piece of red silk cloth and sprinkled all the grains of rice on the silk, red and white, and she counted them one by one.

The small jade bottle was not large, containing only ninety-two grains of rice.

"What's the secret?" Changning twisted one and rubbed it on his fingertips, closed his eyes to feel the edges and corners of the rice grains, and suddenly opened his eyes.

That's right, there is a problem with the rice grains.

She bowed down, her bright eyes swept over the silk, and every grain of rice was round and full, as if it had been polished!

This grain of rice is not natural, but someone has done it with hands.

Changning suddenly thought that in his previous life, Song Yisheng had made a rare treasure, which was a bamboo tube that could only be seen far away.

She remembered that at that time, in order to please her, Song Yisheng asked the craftsmen who burned the paper glass to burn it for three months in a row to create a glass lens with perfect light transmission and put it on the bamboo tube, so that she could see the birds in the sky and the geese in the clouds.

If nothing else, that treasure should be something recorded in the Mo family's technique.

In order to supervise the construction of Mowu, Mu Qingyan has already handed over the content of the next volume to her, and there is no way to blow lenses to make bamboo tubes.

Changning thought about it, but still sent someone to ask Mu Qingyan, wondering if he had a way to enlarge the things on the rice grains.

Mu Qingyan heard the news and sent someone to take Changning to the Treasure Pavilion of the County King's Mansion.

Located on the west side of the palace, the Treasure Pavilion is five stories high, and it is built on the highest hillside of the palace, making it the tallest building in the vicinity.

The first and second floors are some antique calligraphy and paintings, the third floor houses the financial account books of the Mu family, and the fourth floor is more valuable, which is the armor and weapons of the ancestors of the Mu family and the marching codex, and the fifth floor, although the status is the highest, but in fact it is only the place where the Mu family stores the genealogy.

Because of the hereditary replacement, the Mu clan is not small, but the sect master has always had a thin bloodline, often a single lineage, so the booklet of the main lineage is enshrined in the most central box.

Changning had come to the Treasure Pavilion several times before, with the purpose of the Codex of the ancestors of the past dynasties, hoping to find any clues from it, but of course the result was disappointed.

But at least she was no stranger to the treasure house.

"The king of the county said that the thing is on the top floor of the Treasure Pavilion, please go and get it yourself."

Changning could guess that Mu Qingyan was waiting on the top floor, but she was not a hypocritical person, and she went upstairs in her robe.

Mu Qingyan was wearing a white fox fur and stood in front of the window at the top of the attic with his back to her.

The window was open, and the moonlight shone down his white fox fur with a layer of gold.

"Why are you not afraid of the cold when you open the window?" Changning came up the stairs and thought about closing the window, and complained that the soldiers would not serve people.

Mu Qingyan turned around and used a small bamboo tube to stop Changning's action of closing the window.

"That's what you're talking about." He asked.

Changning took the bamboo tube and inspected it, and found that this one was more delicate than the one given to her by Song Yisheng in her previous life, and it looked like this thing was some years old, and the bamboo surface was smooth and shiny, and it had obviously been used many times.

"It seems that your ancestors have really saved a lot of people, and even the Mozi Guild has things." Changning Road.

The Mu family's medical skills originated from the medical saint, and the mechanism technique is also the best among them, and now he has taken out the treasure of the Mozi organ technique, obviously he really has a good relationship with the Mo saint.

"The blessings and shades accumulated by the ancestors are just for future generations to enjoy the shade." Mu Qingyan responded.

Changning smiled, and immediately took out the small jade bottle, wanting to inspect the rice grains on the spot, and it was convenient to discuss with Mu Qingyan.

Mu Qingyan grabbed her hand.

"Changning, I can't see, do you tell me that the moon is full tonight?"

Changning's heart ached.

"Circle." She said, looking at Mu Qingyan's half-cut side face, she almost wanted to indulge: "You will be able to see it soon." ”

"I'm not in a hurry, I just want you to see it." Mu Qingyan waved his hand, and several guards waiting on the side stepped forward and opened all the windows on the four sides of the attic.

Changning was slightly surprised: "You are ......"

Her words came to an abrupt end.

Because the scene in front of me is unusually beautiful.

Thousands of lights.

Looking from the top floor of the Treasure Pavilion, the entire Fengtian City was lit up in all directions.

Each lamp has big characters written on it, some are written with Mu characters, some are written with Ning characters, and some are four connected to the front and back, with the words on it: Hold the hand of the son, grow old with the son.

Rao is Changning also covered his mouth in shock.

She knew all the handwriting, and it was all written by Mu Qingyan herself.

Of course, there are still many Kong Ming lanterns made by people in the city, and what is written on them is very messy, but in the final analysis, it is still three words: get married.

"Mu Qingyan, you are ruining your body." Changning thought that he had spent his energy to get this, and he was distressed and moved.

Mu Qingyan was silent, silently bearing her reproach, and at this moment, torches were lit in all directions of Fengtian City.

"The princess of the county!"

"Marry the king of the county!"

The lively people of Liaodong spontaneously gathered around the county king's mansion, holding torches and shouting: "Marry the county king!" ”

Voices of all sizes come and go, but they are wave after wave.

Changning's shock was beyond words: "Mu Qingyan, did you leak the news of your return?" ”

Mu Qingyan smiled, the moonlight and the light blended on his face, but the transition was so soft.

"The world fears my name, why should I fear the world?"

Changning pursed his lips, unable to deal with it for a while.

"Changning, let's get married." Mu Qingyan proposed a family affair here.

Changning gritted her teeth, and the lights of thousands of homes were reflected on her face.

Mu Qingyan smiled: "You don't have to be in a hurry to refuse, I'll just say one word." ”

"I prepared twenty-three surprises, you refused once, I planned once, enough to ask for kisses, the moment I swallowed my last breath." His tone couldn't be more ordinary, as if life and death were not his own.

A teardrop slipped away mischievously along Changning's cheek, and the next second the girl threw herself directly into Mu Qingyan's arms: "Needless to say, I'll marry." ”